Antiwork

I’ve hated every job I’ve ever had and I’m struggling rn to find a passion after my relationship ended recently. Most people in my life view work as their end all be all, like performing well at their job is their reason for living. Honestly if I could be like that I would, it seems so easy, but I just can’t view work as anything more than a means to make money. I’ve been trying hobbies and learning and stuff but nothings scratching that itch for me. What are you guys passionate about and live for if not work?

Hello, everyone. This is a throwaway account for obvious reasons. I work at a very well-known bank in the US, at one of its call center locations. Recently, our manager has told us that some people were abusing bathroom breaks and the solution to fix that was tell us that outside of break and lunches, we are only supposed to be on the phones and that they don't pay us to go to the bathroom. When told about needing to go in between scheduled breaks (which they won't even consider making flexible to begin with), middle management will literally give you “tips” such as sit down on the toilet during your break and don't drink any water during your shift so you won't need to go, which is obviously detrimental to one's health. When confronted about the possible adverse health effects of this new policy, they act surprised and tell…

I'm 24 and work retail. It's extremely high pressure, high volume, high sales. We see over 1000 guests a day and I handle more cash every day than I make in a year. I average like one transaction every 2-3 minutes, 8 hrs a day. I get berated by customers constantly and no matter how fast we go or how much upselling we do management and corporate hate us still and it's never enough. I come home exhausted and can't do anything but crash on the bed and barely make dinner for myself. I'm also on our union negotiating committee trying to make this job less shitty for everyone, but that means on my “off days” I'm also in meetings being told why I don't deserve better. I come home mentally and physically exhausted every day, I can barely keep my house clean or myself fed on top of work,…

My previous employer had the unmitigated gall to ask us to come in at 5:30am on days with snow. They let us know the “volunteers” would need to arrive at 5:30 on snow days and would be expected to clear snow from all sidewalks and other walkways before the rest of the employees arrived. I was the first to hold up my hand. “King, are you volunteering?” “No. I just wanted to know why we don't hire a snow removal service. It only snows about 5-10 times a year. This is a $60million a year company. The people in this group are highly trained and highly skilled at what we do. We are all certified in an extremely niche trade and are on call for life and death emergencies 24/7/365. I'm not willing to participate in the snow removal plan.” An hour later one of the other guys came up…

So I have been saving for 5 years now, and I finally have enough saved to take about 6 months off of work and do a roadtrip around the country which is something I’ve always wanted to do. I was so excited! I told my boss, who I thought I was cool with, about my plan when I gave her my two weeks notice today (actually slightly over two weeks). I told my boss that this is something I’ve always wanted, that time is one of the most valuable commodities, and I told my boss that I would love to use her as a reference when I do eventually go back to work and asked if she’d keep an eye on potential openings for me at my company. My boss said not only can I not use her as a reference, that I was being “incredibly stupid” to leave a…

In my new job that I've been in less than a year. During the review my boss let it slip that he had never filled out the form he now had to, which was four pages for each “2” I received. I got three 2s. So I said “sorry, boss” with a mustered smile through Teams cam. His boss said to me “we will figure this one out.” They both meant well but her words seemed like she realized what he had said. I know he didn't mean it but damn, man. It hurt. I'm basically his worst employee. Anyway, I have a job that pays me. I have a job that pays. I have a job. I have and I am trying to not complain. I just needed somewhere to vent.

It would either lower fees with less profit motive or direct the market rate profit towards public resources or business loans the town needs for example. Just seems like every school has a sports team funded buy the local banks. And that’s what the company is WILLING to donate as a take expense to look good. But don’t hVe to give it next year if the community does something they don’t like. Elaborate.

So, I am currently the only one in my department which should have 3 people. I am a manager, so working late isn't an issue, but doing the work of 3 people is slowly killing me. While this has only been about 6 weeks, it's exhausting. My boss consistently says to let her know how she can help or let her know when I can't handle it….so today I let her know I need a break but not sure who to ask for help or what can be taken from my plate. The response I got???? She told me she works 60-70 hours a week for several years, and as a manager, I should be okay with having to do this a couple of months. I just looked at her and said, “You told me to let you know when I was at my limit.” She said she could give…

I've been retired for years now and still wake up yelling heard and other shorthand. I take Ambien among other things and some nights I will sleepwalk into the bathroom to do prep in the tub. And I can't break this feeling that if I'm not far enough along with my prep I will get wrote up. Every last one of my working years was spent hitting deadlines and in my dream I have less than 10 minutes left to finish.